so i woke up to her 8 year old asking for a bowl of cereal...
shes the kind of girl i dont like to talk to unless my penis is in her mouth.
I'm in that akward stage between jailbait and cougar
waiting in line for my ID. the kid in front of me reaks of hopes and dreams and hornyness-- freshmen by calvin klein
when she said she would show you her other bow, she ment she wanted you to bend her over and see the tattoo on her lower back you idiot
I'm starting to think The only feelings I have anymore are drunk and hung over
you can't hurt those
He tied my whole arm, in its cast, to the headboard first. He mumbled something about safe, sane, and consensual?
And dont tell me its his job to cockblock me just because he's my boyfriend.
My living room is scattered with glow sticks wrappers, sparklers, face paint & beer cans?
It's not as cool looking when the drugs wear off, is it?
i'll booty call him tonight after the radiohead concert, that way he can see his favorite band and his favorite vagina all in one night.
The thumbs up barstamp on my hand is mocking my hangover with its positivity.
Mr. Clingalot just ran from our apartment. What the hell?
I started to cry afterward and mumble random things. Examples: "God, please don't make me be so gay anymore" and "my mom is going to be so proud of me for fucking a dude this time." It was that or let him stay the night and cuddle. I mean, fuck that horrible shit I'm a girl that needs her space.
Rumble strips road head = magical
You know what id love more than anything right now? ..a back rub while eating biscuits and gravy
Is it too forward if I ask him to bring a condom when he comes over to work on our project?
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